So, Ellie went to the vet tonight. All is fine and there is no infection.
But, oye. I think we go too much. Her regular vet doesn't work on Saturdays so another vet saw her. He happens to be one of the main surgeons there. I had never met him before and he comes and and says, "So this is the infamous Ellie May".
I guess Ellie's vet consulted with him before she spayed her. We really need to give them a break.